Bai Qianyu looked at Dugu Xin, who was crying bitterly and grieving, and was speechless for a while.

The Yun Zhonglang who is radiant in front of people, beautiful and beautiful, good at riding and shooting, and fine music rhythm, that was once the hero idol in the hearts of countless young men in the fantasy country, and the beautiful man who attracted the hearts of countless girls, still has such a dark and hellish past.

He knelt among hundreds of burning white candles, the light of which was like the sea, and his body trembled like a dead leaf in the sea.

The candlelight reflected his face, the graceful curves, and his statuesque face, tears raged and haggard.

Directly above the offering table in the ancestral hall, there was a green leaf, the leaf of which was about the size of a palm, with a five-pointed leaf tip, which flipped silently in the air, and the tip of the leaf trembled slightly, like a human palm.

It was the first time Bai Qianyu saw such a strange leaf like a human palm, she stood behind Dugu Xin, looked up and stared, only to see that the leaf seemed to have absorbed a wisp of resentment in tears, and the leaf suddenly became a little greener.

At that moment, Bai Qianyu suddenly felt that something in his body moved, as if he had awakened, his heart ached, he only felt a sweet throat, and a thin liquid overflowed from his throat to the corners of his mouth.

She wiped her hand on her mouth, saw the blood stains on the back of her hand, and suddenly understood: "That's the leaf of the Phantom Tree!" It was originally begged by the nobles in the Phantom Country from the national tree of Lidu Tree of Illusion, and placed in the ancestral hall. ”

She raised her head and stared at the strange trembling phantom leaves like a human palm, and in a trance, she felt that there was a little invisible resentment in Dugu Xin's tears, like thin lines, converging towards the illusion leaves in the air.

A gust of wind blew outside the door, and hundreds of white candles blew in the ancestral hall, and the candlelight swayed, and most of them were extinguished immediately.

The ancestral hall suddenly dimmed, the candlelight reflected the shadow in the ancestral hall on the wall, elongated, the shadow was sufficient, the shadow swayed, the darkness was like a human figure flickering, as if there were thousands of troops, and the shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

The scenery in front of Bai Qianyu changed suddenly, the dim ancestral hall disappeared, and instead appeared a white vast snowfield, the snow was so deep that it covered his ankles, and there were still bowl-sized snow flakes falling from the sky.

Although Bai Qianyu was wearing a white fox fur jacket, he still felt the chill and couldn't help but hug his shoulders.

Looking up, I saw a tall city tower, the eaves were warped, the momentum was magnificent, standing high in this piece of ice and snow, the city walls on both sides stretched out to both sides, seemed to stretch out to the endless distance, and separated the inside and outside of the city gate into two worlds.

On the top of the tower, there are three big characters engraved:

Jade, 陉, Guan.

Bai Qianyu's heart moved, could it be that she was taken to the Yucheng Pass, a desperate border pass thousands of miles away in the Phantom Country?

Her gaze slowly slid down from the city tower and fell to the city gate, the heavy vermilion city gate, which was neatly inlaid with huge gilded copper nails of nine vertical and horizontal sides, but because of the erosion of the years and the exchange of swords, the city gate had already become mottled.

In the snow under the city gate, kneeling was a general in an iron-clad battle robe, half of his legs buried in the snow, but his two arms were still knocking on the city gate: "Open the door!

His voice was hoarse and crying, but it seemed that after days and nights, even his throat had become dry from crying, and at last he could hardly make a sound; his two arms were still knocking on the door, and his ten fingers had long been worn out, leaving a staggered stain of blood on the city gate, which was shocking, but he had no strength because of the continuous beating.

Bowl-sized snowflakes fell from the vast sky one by one, covering his whole body and turning him into a snowman.

Behind him, the earth shook, the iron hooves knocked on the ground, raising bursts of snow like mist, several generals of the Phantom Spirit Kingdom rushed over with a large group of men and horses stepping on the snow, and they were still a few feet behind the man, so they hurriedly turned over and dismounted, knelt on the snow, and clenched their fists: "Dadu Governor, my subordinates are late, please forgive Dadu Governor!"

The man raised his right arm to stop them, and slowly turned his head: "You guys...... What are you going to do?!"

His face was handsome and heroic, and although he seemed haggard, the young and beautiful man's face was still in that moment, which was enough to shock the world.

"It's Dugu Xin!" Bai Qianyu exclaimed in her heart, and at that moment she was puzzled in her heart - could it be that she had traveled back in time and returned to ten years ago, or was the fifteen-year-old Dugu Xin, who was the governor of the capital, at the moment when she was under the gate of Yucheng Pass?

Fifteen-year-old Dugu Xin looked sharper and more proud than now, the light in his eyes was bright, and he had already gained insight into the intentions of his subordinates in an instant, slowly stood up, and took two steps towards them: "You guys, what are you here for?

He looked at his former loyal subordinates one by one: "Instantly, you get up! Xu Yanda, you get up, ......."

With his words, Bai Qianyu looked over, and sure enough, he found Xu Yanda's figure among the several generals kneeling on the ground, but Xu Yanda didn't look at her at all, and didn't seem to notice her existence at all. Everyone, it seems, can't see her existence.

"The Grand Governor!" Several generals lay motionless in the snow, with a resolute look on their faces: "We will follow the Metropolitan Governor to fight in the south and the north, and the Great General Dugu Ku is kind to us, and we will beg the lord and the high priest to open the Jade Pass, and after discussion, we decided to bring all the soldiers and horses, everything is decided by the Grand Governor, as long as the Metropolitan Governor gives an order, I and tens of thousands of troops and horses will obey the orders of the Grand Governor!"

Behind them, tens of thousands of sergeants knelt down in unison, and said in unison: "Please give orders to the Metropolitan Governor, and we will all obey the orders of the Metropolitan Governor!"

"You ......" Dugu Xin looked at the loyal subordinates in front of him, his face changed for a while, and his heart seemed to be struggling fiercely, and he waved his hand: "If you want to rebel, it is me Dugu Xin who is against it, how can I affect you?"

"The Metropolitan Governor!" Several generals raised their heads and said resolutely: "We have long regarded the Metropolitan Governor as the Lord, but now the Lord of the Kingdom and the High Priest have completely ignored the great military exploits of the old General Dugu for the country, and have turned away this counterinsurgency army from the gate because of the plague at the border pass, which has chilled the hearts of the generals who are loyal to the monarch and defending the country! We have made up our minds, and we are willing to follow the Metropolitan Governor to kill the guards of this Jade Pass, open the city to rescue the old general, and then kill all the way back to Lidu, support the Metropolitan Governor as the new lord, and call the emperor in the south!"

"This ......" At that moment, the young Dugu Xin seemed to be moved, and his eyes hesitated.

The snow fell on the body of this group of generals, who knelt on the ground, their eyes burning, waiting for their last answer.

At this moment, a line of flute sounded suddenly from outside the city gate, over the city wall, and floated in like flowing water.

All the soldiers listened to it in their ears, and it was the border song "Plum Blossom Falling" that they were all familiar with-

The heavy snow fell silently in the sound of the flute, and this icy and snowy land seemed to become more empty and clear, arousing people's sorrow and longing for the country and hometown.

Plum blossoms blow into whose flute, the clouds in the middle of the night condense the sky.

The pillow is not clear, and the people of Guanshan have not returned.

The sound is followed by resentment, and the clouds are broken and the frost moon is clear.

Under the shadow of the moon, the curtain is heavy, and the breeze is full of flowers.

"Father......!" Hearing the sound of the flute, Dugu Xin suddenly turned around, facing the heavy vermilion gate, and knelt deeply, his body trembled violently, and he already understood what his father meant.

As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, a desolate voice sounded outside the city gate: "Xin'er, for your father's life, you swear to serve the court, and you have no regrets in life and death! Even if you die under the order of the lord of the country because of this, this heart is still clear, and the heavens and the earth can be learned!" The voice paused, and said slowly: "For your father's loyalty and righteousness all your life, you must not become a thief who is scolded by everyone for the sake of killing the king and killing the lord for your father's back, so even if your father dies, you will not be blind to death!"

"Father......" Two lines of desperate tears flowed from Dugu Xin's eyes, his voice trembled, and said: "The child can not face the south and claim the emperor, but ...... Please allow the boy to raise an army to open the city gate and save you back!"

With a murderous aura in his eyes, he stood up from the snow, faced his subordinates' thousands of troops and horses, and stepped out with iron boots: "Soldiers, follow me to kill the head of the city, behead the city guards, and open the city gate!"

"Yes!" the thousands of troops responded in unison, and at that moment the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth changed color.

"Xin'er!" Behind the city gate, the old general's heart-wrenching voice came: "Do you really want to listen to your father?"

"I ......" faced his father, but Dugu Xin, who was decisive and majestic, showed a childlike expression: "Child, child is not anti...... Just to save ...... You!"

"What's the difference between that and the opposite?" The old general Dugu rebuked sharply: "Are you going to fall into the injustice of your father?

"Father's ......"

But he listened to the desolate voice of the old general Dugu: "Once you have suffered hardship, you will only be surrounded by stars...... Who has not died in life since ancient times? ”

His voice trembled:

"What am I guilty of?

"My heart is clear, and the sky can learn from it!"

Then, in Dugu Xin's ears, he heard a glimmer of wind.

There is the sound of a knife "choking" falling to the ground.

A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart, and he desperately pounded the city gate with his hands, and hit the city gate with his head and body!

"Father! Father......"

At that moment, the general of this illusory country, a person with peerless martial arts and dual cultivation of illusory martial arts, actually forgot all illusions and martial arts moves, and only knew how to use his body to hit the tall and heavy city gate one by one.

And the vermilion city gate, like the mouth of a huge monster, was tightly closed, and at that end, it had already devoured the lives of tens of thousands of people, including the old general Dugu Ku.

It wasn't until he used up all his strength and understood that everything was irretrievable, that the young Dugu Xin turned around and sat down, leaning against the city gate, and sat down in the snow, and the cold snow froze him all over.

His eyes stared blankly ahead.

Several subordinates and thousands of troops in front of him disappeared, and the heavy snow passed through the void and fell on a white vast land without hindrance, and even the footprints and horseshoe prints on the ground had disappeared.

"I ...... Is it wrong?" Dugu Xin sat on the ground blankly, suddenly lowered his head, buried his face deep in his palms, and after a long time, Fang let out a sob.

"I forced my father to death! I forced my father to death......" He stood up, walked forward slowly, and struck himself in the chest with all his might, until the blood from his lips fell on the snow, like a plum blossom.

The young Metropolitan Governor smiled bitterly, and suddenly seemed to be unable to support his body, and fell headlong into the snow.